On Finding Out We Were Having Twins- Part 2

The midwife told me that they’d schedule and ultrasound for the next day and so I could hardly sleep that night. This mama just wanted to know what was going on. I woke up expecting a missed call from them, but there wasn’t one. I waited and waited and waited for what seemed like forever. They finally called and said they’d scheduled the appointment and it was in three days. We were going out of town and I told her that it wouldn’t work, plus I couldn’t wait that long. I told her I’d help her find me an appointment. (These midwives outsource their ultrasounds so that is why they couldn’t do one.)

I called every single place I could think of. I got a lot of weird responses from receptionists- I guess people just don’t randomly call in and ask for ultrasounds. I seriously was so impatient that I considered calling Agape, a faith based pregnancy center, and donating money for an ultrasound- glad I didn’t go that far. The midwives called back and they had an appointment for us the next afternoon. Not as soon as I was hoping, but it worked!

I spent that day praying, thinking, dreaming, laughing, worrying, worshiping (specifically “It is Well” by Bethel, and trying to keep myself distracted. Brian and I went to our favorite little Italian restaurant, Sam & Gabe’s, that evening to catch a breath and talk about all the possibilities. It was a great night and we felt so at peace about whatever we would find out the next day. The whole process was extremely overwhelming as it was so unknown, but we placed our full trust in The LORD and we felt confident that we were exactly where He wanted us. We had prayed for our faith and our lives to be stretched and that we would walk upon unknown waters. Knowing that we were being held in the midst of it and that we have a mighty God was incredibly comforting and we felt ready to embark on the journey He had laid out for us.  

It felt so good to wake up the morning of our ultrasound knowing we would soon be figuring something out. I enjoyed a nice comforting lunch of mac and cheese, had some OJ, and meet Brian at The Iowa Clinic in West Des Moines. We checked in and awaited our future. The lady doing the ultrasound was so kind and had been doing them for a long time. Immediately after she put the probe on my belly she said, “Well, there are definitely two! Now, I’m just looking for a third.” I think Brian turned white, not at the thought that there were two, but at the thought there could be three. I giggled and fell in love with my babies. She never did find a third one.

Brian and I looked at each other in a little bit of disbelief that we were indeed having twins. We laughed and I cried tears of joy and relief. Everything looked fabulous on them and I couldn’t believe I was looking at my children! We had wanted to find out the gender before we knew there could be two, so we were extra ready to find out! The tech told us she was 98% sure they were girls and again we laughed. With only one Farley girl in ages, it was fantastic to know that Farley girls could exist in abundance.

We composed our excited selves and tried to wrap our minds around the fact that we were getting the best two for one deal you can get. Telling the family was up next and oh my goodness was that fun! Talk about shocking everyone! We could hardly believe it ourselves, so we understood their shock. It was so fun to see how shocked and excited everyone was and were so excited for them to share in our joy.

The news took some adjusting to, but we felt God tell us that He chose us for this and He would take care of us. As each day passed I got more and more excited that we were going to have two babies and that we were chosen for these baby girls. My heart was happy and my soul overjoyed.